The first 25 miler.

I was about to mention in the header, that it was a glorious one. Then I thought, that it quite wasn't and it would be a lie to state that. To be perfectly honest (another bullshit cliche), it was my first long time trial and it was a steady one. It wasn't even near dreadful, actually I quite liked it. As last week my body showed signs of tiredness, decided to take the race as a practice run rather than another all out effort. Simply because the following weekends there would be more important races and we didn't want to compromise my recovery. Such a good explanation for not riding flat out!

The race was held early morning near Horsham. It was quite chilly morning, but I felt good. The start was some four and half miles away from headquarters so I used that as a warm-up. I went to the start with other racers for the purpose of not getting lost. The way to the start was a hilly one, and I mean that. My initial thought was something like second guessing my appearance in such time trial and thinking that what hell was it all about. However, the course was tough, but nothing like I scared. This time I didn't quite have a full race face on as the purpose was more on the training side. The race face, according to my mum, is all about being grumpy, bad mood and complaining. At the same time I put in a way of concentration and mental preparation. It is just a sake of different perceptions. ;)

Anyway, as a solid training effort it worked out nearly perfectly. I rode as planned and the plan was to ride a controlled steady submaximal ride. The course was tough, but yet enjoyable with some hills and nine roundabouts – some real riding I would say. Only once I went too fast in to a roundabout and had a bit of action there. I controlled the pacing very well and didn't die at any point, so we succeeded in terms of what we were after. As positive surprise to add up, I managed fourth place in my category and had a bottle of red wine as a prize.

Now I'm getting ready for the BUCS 10 mile champs next weekend in Cambridge. Everything looks well good, if I forget about the weather and I just somehow think it is better to do so... I'm ready.